The sounds of a construction site and cars filled the cab of Roâ€™s beaten up used Nissan Sentra. No crazy WWII motorbikes like John, just an old, cheap, used car. It was cleanâ€¦mostlyâ€¦papers and rubbish were about, but nothing smelly like food and so forth. Google map directions, old receipts, that sorta thing.

â€œAND FUCK YOU VERY MUCH! BAKA!â€

Ro, apparently, was quite the aggressive driver. Her horn blared as she shouted out of an open window. Right now, she was just past the Tension parking garage and was having some words with a construction flagman.

When Ro had defeated the sexy Puerto Rican, after knocking him unconscious with her legs and sucking down his cum, she was very aroused. She had sucked down whatever cum she could, then kissed his sleeping form deeeeep on the lips, hoping heâ€™d taste his own jizz when he woke up. Gross? Maybe. Dominant? Hell yeah.

She then zipped him back up, then scooped him up in a bridal carry. The sight of her carrying the boy, fast asleep, through AFW was quite the scene, but a loud burst of curses and threats, including almost putting Army down to kick someoneâ€™s ass, prevented too many photos from being taken.

Luckily, Army had stayed asleep as she put him in the passenger seat and belted him in, but with the honking and her screaming, that was probably about to change.

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First, what was that taste in his mouth? It was salty. Didn't remember eating anything like it.

Second, he was in a car, which was a little weird considering what he was doing when he left reality for a little trip to dreamland. Memories were starting to flood back as the lights turned out. Ro. He'd gotten into a hentai match with undoubtedly the craziest girl he'd ever met. They fought through the Tension arena, going from the parking lot to the backstage to the gift shop to the concession stands - everywhere. There wasn't any limits, nothing was held back, it was the most insane fight he'd ever had with anyone, man or woman, and easily the most satisfying. Losing never felt that good before.

Thirdly, what the fuck was that taste in his mouth? Really, it was starting to drive him nuts.

He woke up, blinking and confused, half expecting Carmen to be sitting beside him, figuring she was driving him home after the fight...and he was completely wrong. "Oh." He looked at Ro for a moment with a blank expression, one that slowly turned into a smile. "Are you...you're kidnapping me. I'm being kidnapped."

â€œFucking get syphilis and die!â€ she shouted out the window again, then finally the flag man let her pass. Bump bump bump, and they were over the construction site.

Ro turned to Army, a smirk forming on her lips. â€œYup, thatâ€™s about right.â€ She laughed, taking him in her car, now driving smoothly. It had gotten pretty late, so the traffic wasnâ€™t actually that bad.

â€œI mean, after all, you were the only one who got to have fun, and thatâ€™s hardly fair.â€ Ro said with a smirking, turning on a road and driving towards her place. â€œIâ€™ll think youâ€™ll find escape isâ€¦well, quite easy, but nowhere near as fun.â€ she laughed.

â€œBy the way, your totally straight?â€ She asked, offhandedly.

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It was weird as all hell, but then again, that was the AFW for you - Army decided to just roll with it. Really, there were far worse fates then getting driven around by a beautiful woman around Japan, and while he wasn't happen to have another loss on his record, he just couldn't bring himself to care at the moment. Everything was right in the world.

Until he laid back in the seat and felt her scratch marks flare up. "Ow, ow, shit..." He leaned forward and rubbed his back. "Yeah, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. Kind of curious where we're going, though." He rolled down a window and spat in the road, turning back with a raised eyebrow at her last question. "Straight? Yeah, straight as a line. Why?"

Ro chuckled, then laughed loudly. â€œOhhhhâ€¦sorryâ€™bout your back there, muscles.â€ She said with a smirk. She turned again, focusing on the road as she did. This made the conversation a liiiitle disjointed, as she never looked at Army or took her eyes off the crazy Japanese roads, but still spoke to him.

"Okay, gonna throw this out there - you want me to drive? 'Cause you seem a little stressed behind the wheel, there. Just saying." He pulled up his jacket from around the waist and pulled it over, letting it cover up the wounds. "Thanks for buckling me up by the way. You're a kidnapper, but you're all about safety, that's important."

He looked out the window, trying to get a handle on where he was, placing the buildings - he came from a town where the biggest building was only half the size of the smallest one on this side of the city, so getting over the hugeness was still a weird thing. "Well, we're pretty close to my apartment, we can swing by there. Up to you, though, I'm just your helpless captive."

He crossed his fingers and eased back, finally relaxing - it felt like he was only now coming down from the high of the fight. His body ached, hurt all over, but it just...didn't register, so much. He'd hurt after the incredibly sexy redhead was gone. "Kinky's fine. You're awful fast, though. I mean, you just assume that I'm the sort of guy who'll come back with a girl he just met. Maybe I want to date a little first. Take it slow. You don't know. I'm a little offended, honestly. Imagine if we switched up the roles, I'm the one taking a hot, unconscious girl home in my car." Which couldn't possibly happen because he didn't even have a car. "What would people say?"

The whole time he was saying this, he was on the verge of bursting out in laughter and showing it all over his face.

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Ro kept driving, then thought about that for a second. â€œMmmm but, Iâ€™ve got the hot tubâ€¦and the little pool thing, naaah letâ€™s go to my place.â€ Ro said, whilst she kept her attention on the road. Then, she heard what Army was saying. She slowly raised an eyebrow.

â€œYeeeeah, that whole take it slow thing and date thing? You got things turned around, this is a fucking kidnapping. Your my prrrriiiiiize.â€ Ro said with a smirk, â€œIâ€™m calling the shots, bub, and we go as fast as I want.â€ Ro didnâ€™t sound annoyed or threatening, she was obviously kidding around and suppressing laughter like he was.

â€œSecond, if they saw you dragging me in your car, theyâ€™d be likeâ€¦.oh no! Someones abducting Ro. And then, like, EVERYONE I know would be like â€˜nahâ€¦sheâ€™s cool with it.â€™â€ Ro grinned. â€œWaitâ€¦I forgot which turn I was supposed to take.â€

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Oh, God, Army was in such a mood for a goddamn hot tub. After they were through doing what they were going to do, he resolved to get in that thing and just soak for a good two hours.

Army wiped away an imaginary tear and curled up as much as a guy his size could hope to curl up, shaking his head and letting out a feigned sigh of exasperation. "You just want me for my body, I feel so used. I'm just a sex object. You don't respect me as a person."

He blinked a few times, then straightened back out and turned her way with a quizzical look. "How the hell did you get my heavy ass out to the car, anyway?"

Ro then drove a little bit, then pulled over. She stopped and looked around. â€œFuck, all these houses look the same hereâ€¦â€ They had driven a little bit towards the edge of Kyoto, where there were more houses then apartment blocks. In particular, there were a series of identical houses. All of them were obviously meant for two distinct tenants and had small back yards.

â€œNext block.â€ Ro pulled out and passed one intersection to a row of houses that looked, as on the last block, pretty much the same, then she pulled up infront of her house and shut the car off.

<<Well come on, stud.â€>> Ro said with her limited Spanish, fishing out her keys and walking up to the door.

Roâ€™s house was a spacious flat, which actually seamed a very nice place to live. It was two floors, with a moderate backyard area. The house itself was divided in half, Ro had the left half. A taaaaaal solid fence blocked off the view of her yard from all angles. â€œAmanda? You in?â€ No one answerd.

Within this yard was one of those large, temporary swimming pools. Big for a temporary pool you put up each summer, big enough to need a filter, but not big for a pool in general. There was also a netted trampoline.

Inside the house, there was a living room area, with a comfortable couch, cheap TV, and a PlayStation and Xbox. Ro had her priorities, apparently. Cheap furniture, cheap TV, expensive gaming consoles, expensive backyard. The living room emptied off into a decent kitchen, which was reasonably clean.

Upstairs was Roâ€™s bedroom and her friend Amandaâ€™s bedroom, which was empty now. It was a soft, though inexpensive bed. The money saved on that probably went into the shared bathroom. The actual toilet off behind a door. Before that was a lavish shower with fogged glass, next to a very, very nice and spacious indoor hot tub.

Right now, though, Ro was in the kitchen, still downstairs. The upstairs had yet to be seen. â€œWant some water? Iâ€™m, uh, sure you wana wash that taste out.â€ Ro said, suppressing giggles.

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"Yeah, yeah, you won." And he was trying really hard to care about that, but it just was not happening. "Want a rematch, though. And next time, no amount of hot sauce is gonna save you."

Defeated with a condiment. Carmen would give him all sorts of shit on that one.

Army peered out the window as they drove on, nodding at her about the houses - they did all look the same. Sterile. White. Boring. Packed in. Back home, most buildings had some age to them, helped build character. This island was large than Puerto Rico, but somehow it felt smaller.

It didn't take them too long to find Ro's apartment, and Army hopped after her, following like a lost dog to it's no owner. From the sound of things, they had the place to themselves. Good. Very good.

Army immediately zeroed in on the Playstation, checking out her titles. You can tell a lot about a woman from the games she plays, he figured. "Yeah, water'd be great, it's all up in my..." Wait. She didn't.

He looked back over his shoulder. "You kissed me when I was knocked out, didn't you?"